Huge Fan
E-ighteenth of February
L-ets the red beacon rise;
Y-our birthday has come,
N-ew dawn dries your eyes.
R-ays from the sky above
O-pen the Saturday with light;
M-orn meets the noon,
A-fter the cold Friday night.
G-rueling to live under the sun,
O-bliterate the heat's track;
S-tart producing a current of air, use the huge fan at the back.
Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2017
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